Every time I see a year go by I have to close my eyes And hold my breath until the fear has died
Every gentle soul that passes me by I have to close my eyes And hope their gentle smile survives Hope that their footsteps don't follow mine Every gentle soul I see go by
There ought to be a law There should be a place That they can send you to To take my mind off your face There ought to be a law
I wrote something down I crumpled it up Somebody drank it 'cos I left it in a cup Everyone know where you've been They can date every mark on your skin Everybody knows what you found out the hard way
There ought to be a law There should be a place That they can send you to To take my mind off your face There ought to be a law There should be a place